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So I went to bed at 2 am, while hugging and loving my imaginary girlfriend who is manifested as my pillow, as a sort of sick fetish or neurological delusion. But anyway my stomach growled in a weird place indicating I had some farts that were stuck way toward the back. I listened to slim shady's original lp only because I had listened to george michael's 'faith' the night before and generally had my brain tricked into a state of happiness while holding my favorite imaginary pal. But after the album, the stuck farts were starting to annoy me so I did a headstand on my bed. I don't know about you but inverting my pseudobody often makes my gas rise to the correct end for expulsion. Stuck farts usually require some pushing, and so naturally it came out really loud and high pitch. And, anyways, the point of this story is that I noticed a dog outside had started barking in response. And the dog wasn't even that close so the sound must have traveled quite a ways and I hope my neighbors were all asleep, not that I ever show my face outside or exist in reality anyway. Well I was posting on xltronic at 2am right before I went to bed, but realized sleeping is just things that humans do, so am not sure if it is necessary for me. So now it is 5:57 am; I didn't sleep at all and guess I'll just continue my usual stream of pointless activity into this next 'day' rather than 'sleep'. 15 minutes of this pointless activity so far has been reading "The Gates of Janus", written by Ian Brady, a serial killer. That and logging back on xltronic to post this adventure I had; it truly is quite a memorable and unique experience relative to the rest of my life. Anyway, Janus seems very intelligently evil (as most intelligent beings choose evil nowadays) and reading it is more of a headfuck than the downward spiral album. "subconsciously or consciously, the serial killer has chosen to live one day as a lion, rather than decades as a sheep"/well there's better quotes but I'm running out of charact |
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Booooooooring. |
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Is that the sound of your motorcycle? Who stole it though as the rider's head seems a proportionate size... Oh, I see, the helmut is like an optical illusion. Boooooooring! Booooooring, BoooooIIIIIIIIINNNG! |
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update: I think I'll actually try this 'sleep' again, as now I see it functions as a break between periods of pointless stupidity. Nobody steal my ear wax collection while I am dreaming about having sex with myself. |
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my eyes just exploded |
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I imagine the dog made a puzzled face and tilted his head slightly to the side before he responded to his trump-brother. |
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I smell a pulitzer, bravo! |
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Are you sure that's what you're smelling? |
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dog sex what? |
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dog sex good? |
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